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I left my truck and walked back to Genevieve’s. I wanted to do a quick sweep to make sure everything was locked up tight. She had switched off the outside lights, which pissed me off, but the door was locked as well as the front windows. I made my way around back, ensuring the back door was locked as well as noticing there wasn’t even a bulb in the back-porch light. A peel of female laughter came from my left. I froze, not thinking that the girls could have come outside.
“Oh no, the bottle’s empty.” Genevieve’s giggly voice floated to me.
“But this one isn’t,” Kendra’s replied with a hiccup.
“Yippee!!”
I followed the voices to a partially opened window, light glowing softly through the curtains. The window was high enough I couldn’t see inside without a boost, but my curiosity had me stopping beneath it to listen.
“Okay, let’s play a game.” Kendra hiccupped again, and they both burst into a fit of giggles.
My little subbie was getting drunk with her friend. I smiled at the image that popped into my head. I couldn’t go down that path right now; I was already hard from only her voice.
“I don’t have any games,” Genevieve replied, the tinkling of her glass echoing down to me.
“How about truth or dare?”
“Oh, come on, we aren’t in high school anymore. Let’s watch a movie.” The rustling sound of bed sheets and blankets brought forth dreams of a naked Genevieve bound to the posts, open and at my mercy.
“So? Come on,” Kendra whined.
“Fine,” Genevieve huffed.
Kendra squealed in delight. “Okay, you first. Truth or dare?”
“Truth.” Genevieve sighed.
“Jason or Brian?” Kendra asked.
My ears perked up. I wanted to know this answer, too. I was pretty sure I knew who she would choose, but I didn’t realize how badly I needed my name to come from her lips.
“What…what kind of question is that?” Genevieve stalled.
“Oh, come on. I’ve watched how they both look at you. Don’t tell me you haven’t seen it.”
“Neither.” Genevieve’s voice wavered.
“That’s not an option. Come on, who would you pick?”
“Pick for what?” Her voice trembled, and he was certain she really didn’t want to answer this question.
“To do the nasty.” Kendra giggled. “Bow chica wow wow,” she teased.
“Oh, for heaven’s sake, don’t be so childish.”
“It’s not childish. They are both yummy. If you ask me, though, I would pick Brian. That Texas drawl makes me weak in the knees.” Kendra’s voice was soft and breathy. “And it’s so deep, it’s like it pulls at your core.”
I grinned. I wasn’t unaware of my own charms. Many women had swooned with a wink and an uttered “howdy” in the past. I wasn’t proud of my younger years of bed-hopping, but I never doubted my ability to draw women to me.
“Yeah, his voice is nice,” Genevieve conceded.
“Nice, just nice?”Her reply kind of hurt.
Kendra mimicked the words in my head, “It’s more than nice, Genevieve. Come on, relax and let loose. It’s just us.”
“Okay, fine. It’s more than just nice. His voice could melt the panties right off me. And that body, it’s made for wet dreams.”
I adjusted myself as my erection began to push against my zipper beyond the point of pain.
